This movie is a microscopic view of a small group of (fictional) people related to the London art scene, and it's a real downer. It's a black comedy, I assume, but the comedy was very much overshadowed by the blackness. I don't remember any comedy at all actually. Maybe it's a satire.
Anyway, every person in this film is nasty or shallow or eminently corruptible. It left a bad taste in my mouth. It is filled with stars (I love Gillian Anderson in particular), and they all do a great job, but this is like watching children torture a bug. It's unsettling.
Plot - everybody wants to succeed in the art world, and will do whatever, with whomever or to whomever, to get ahead. If you don't feel that way, watch out. I counted three deaths, and they were all senseless. Ick.
So, the upshot. Good performances do not make a good film.
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